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CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
ASHER’S POV
“Why do you always make me miss the fun parts?” Astrid cries as we both walk into the living room. I stop on my tracks and turn to face her and the naughty look on her face almost ruins my plans of frowning at her, but I fight it off.
She is very smart and I know she is very well aware of how I feel about Astrid, but I can’t afford to let her spoil things for me. Her mouth knows no boundary when it comes to spilling beans to people.
I just want her to say anything to Astrid that will make her confused or uncomfortable in this pack.
“Arya, this is one of the times when I beg of you to keep your mouth shut about what you know”
“I don’t know what you are talking about” she says as she huffs and folds her arms over her breasts and all I can see is our mum in her. Stubborn, string willed, smart and fierce.
It’ll take me more than just a threat to get her to stay quiet!
“Hey” I resort to calmness. “I know you are smart enough to already know by now that I have a thing for Astrid. You are not wrong at all, but I’d be grateful if you could keep it at bay”
“Why do you want me to do that? You always tell me not to hold back when I want something, but to go for it instead, why are you not heeding to your own advice?”
“Because this whole situation is complicated”
“What do you mean by it’s complicated”
“Remember I’m engaged to Freya”
“No, you are not. That engagement is just by name, you haven’t even put a ring on her finger yet, you can throw her out right now, if you want. She is not a factor!”
“You do not want Freya thrown out of this castle as much as I do, but remember her father’s reputation”
“His reputation be damned!” She scolds and I try to hush her down.
“Arya calm down”
“It’s annoying okay. I hate the fact that everyone has to suffer just because he has some influence over us. Who the hell is he any way?”
“Nobody. He is a nobody, but he is dangerous and until we figure out how to mess him up, we have to play a few rounds of the game by his rules”
“I didn’t know we were playing a game”
“That was just a figure of speech, Arya. Also, I met with the witch yesterday, actually, she met me”
“You did?”
“Yeah”
“What did she say?”
“She said something about me not defying myself by getting intimate with the wrong she-wolf”
“As in a she-wolf who isn’t your mate?”
“Exactly!”
“But, that’s impossible, you do not have the ability to detect your true mate. How are you supposed to do that?” She asks aghast.
“She said I’m gonna know in my heart. Arya, this is all so confusing and until I figure out how to go about this, I need Astrid to be clueless about what I feel for her. I feel like this isn’t an issue to joke with” I explain with a serious expression on and she gives me and understanding nod.
“I get it now. I promise I won’t make anything obvious. We honestly need to sort this out, but if there’s one thing for sure, it’s the fact that Freya is not your mate, so don’t even think of getting intimate with her. I know she is an attractive woman, but you have to control yourself”
“Now this conversation is getting bizarre. I’ll be upstairs” I flee from her presence immediately.
I am not going to discuss my sex life with my little sister.
When I get to the room door, I exhale heavily as I try to think of the drama Freya has in-store for me today.
She never fails.
I open the door and quietly walk into the bedroom and scan around to see if she is around. My eyes locate her lying on the bed, stark naked. My soul leaves my body instantly and I freeze on the spot. I squeeze my eyes shot, hoping that when I open then, I will be up from this bad dream, but when I do, I still find my find myself standing at the center of the bedroom, gawking at Freya who is lying stark naked on the bed and giving me a seductive smile.
Perfect.
That’s the word that can be used to describe the figure on that bed. From her slender arms, to her firm pointed breasts, down to her flat tummy and tiny waist. Her Long slender legs are slightly apart and I can see her honey pot from here. My eyes involuntarily linger around that spot for a whole lot of seconds and I swallow dryly.
My dick twitches in my trousers and my heart starts hammering in my chest. I let out a hot breath as I turn around and try to control myself.
The witche’s warning replays on my mind and I close my eyes shot and try to calm myself down.
I should bot be moved.
I will not be moved!
I don’t like her in the first place and I’m not tempted to do anything. I don’t know what it is she is trying to do, but I won’t fall for it!
I turn around swiftly and give her a piercing glare.
“Freya” I call silently as I walk towards her. She seductively slides down from the bed and when I see her making advances towards me, I take a step back. “Stop, right there!” I order and she stops on her tracks and gives me a disappointed look.
“Come on babe, don’t do this. Don’t try to push me away, I can see it in your eyes that you want me” She blabs and I grit my teeth in anger.
“Freya, you have no idea what I want” I fire back and she smiles and takes two steps closer.
“I know exactly what you want you want. I know what every man wants, you want to connect you lips with these very sexy rosy lips of mine, you want to taste how it feels, you want to explore every inch my body with not only your hands, but with your lips as well. Imagine me beneath you, moaning and screaming your name as you thrust hard in me. I can feel you are already all hot and ready, why don’t you just admit it and take what’s already yours?”
Now it’s officially, she is not only the queen of mischief, but the queen of seduction as well. The way she walks, the way she moves her body, the way the words fly out of her mouth are enough to set a man’s body on fire, but that man will not be me!
She can’t lure me into her trap.
“Baby…” She sings yet again with that seductive tone of hers as she tries to touch me but I stop her hand in the air. I look at her straight in the eye and she jerks backwards, giving me a surprised glare.
“I can only imagine how many guys have danced to this tune of yours. Have many man have had you moaning and screaming beneath them. You disgust me Freya” I let her hand fall and make my way into the bathroom to shower.
What even came over her today?
Why is she always up to something?
When am I going to get rid of this mad girl?
When I’m done with my shower, I go into my closet where I dress up for work. I have a lot of supervision to do at the training grounds, schools and farmlands and I need to be prepared for the task.
When I get into the room, I find Freya lying on the bed once more, but this time around, she is properly dressed and I can hardly care. I walk through the room, straight to the door and as I’m about to leave, she drops the bulb.
“I want Astrid to be my personal maid”
I halt and turn around with a frown plastered on my face.
“What did you just say?”
“I believe you heard me well” She steps down from the bed and takes her usual akimbo pose, looking at me like she wants to rip my head off.
I want to rip her head off.
“That’s not going to happen, not even in your wildest dreams”
“It will, I am the future Luna of this pack and I have every right to demand for any servant I want”
“Well sorry to burst your bubble, but you better stop having those little fantasies of yours, because by the end of the day you will be heartbroken. Astrid will not be your personal maid, not now, not ever, you can take that to the bank!” I storm out of the bedroom before I lose my temper and do sometime I’ll regret.
I don’t why, but Freya is always hitting that nerve. One of these days, I’m gonna lose it.
I swear I will.